Yes Virginia, there is a Sado Claus

Dear Septimus---

    I am 8 years old.  Some of my little friends say that there is no Sado Claus.  Papa says, "If you see it in the Septi-Verse, it’s so."  Please tell me the truth, is there a Sado Claus? 

Virginia O’Hanlon

Virginia, your little friends are wrong.  They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age.  They do not believe except they see.  They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds.  All minds, Virginia, whether they be men's or children's, are little.  In this great universe of ours, man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge. 

Yes, Virginia, there is a Sado Claus. 

He exists as certainly as love and consensuality and obedience exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy.  Alas! how dreary would be the dungeon if there were no Sado Claus!  It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginias.  There would be no slavelike faith then, no safe words, no romance to make tolerable this existence.  We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight.  The external light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished. 

Not believe in Sado Claus!  You might as well not believe in the Radical Fairies.  You might get your daddy to have boys to watch in all the dungeons on ChriS+Mas eve to catch Sado Claus, but even if you did not see Sado Claus whipping someone, what would that prove?  Nobody sees Sado Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Sado Claus.  The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see.  Did you ever see the Radical Fairies dancing on the lawn?  Of course not, but that's no proof that they are not there.  Nobody can conceive of imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world. 

You tear apart the nipple clamps and see what makes them close inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest master, nor even the united strength of all the strongest masters and mistresses that ever lived could tear apart.  Only trust, safe words, obedience, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond.  Is it all real?  Ah, Virginia, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding. 

No Sado Claus!  Thank God! he lives and lives forever.  A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay 10 times 10,000 years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of slavehood.